The whole family was brutally murdered? The ruthless heiress's eldest daughter went berserk aft

Nangong Yifeng turned around, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes.

Nangong Yifeng lowered his voice and said, "Listen to me."

Liuli leaned closer, listening intently to every word Nangong Yifeng said.

“We’ll do this: I’ll infiltrate the assassins and gather intelligence,” Nangong Yifeng said.

Liuli nodded and asked, "What about me?"

"Your job is to transmit the information I've gathered."

Liuli's eyes lit up, and she said softly, "That's a good idea, young master. Don't worry, I guarantee I can complete the mission. But those people are watching so closely, how can we get the message out?"

Nangong Yifeng grinned: "Don't worry, I'll cooperate with you."

Liuli took a deep breath: "Alright, I will definitely not let you down, young master."

Nangong Yifeng patted Liuli on the shoulder.

As night deepened, the two returned to their respective rooms, their minds filled with countless thoughts.

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the window.

Nangong Yifeng got up to wash up, already planning his day.

Nangong Yifeng walked out of the room and saw the assassin leader practicing his skills in the courtyard.

Nangong Yifeng approached casually, greeting him with a smile, "Good morning, Chief."

The assassin leader gave him a cold glance but remained silent.

Nangong Yifeng didn't seem to mind and continued, "The weather's nice today, how about we have a few drinks?"

The assassin leader frowned, looking at Nangong Yifeng with suspicion.

"What are you planning?" the assassin leader asked warily.

Nangong Yifeng waved his hand and said with a wry smile, "I don't have any ideas, I just find life too boring."

After a moment's thought, the assassin leader finally nodded. He wanted to see what this prince of Qu Kingdom was up to.

Nangong Yifeng was overjoyed and immediately pulled the assassin leader to the main hall, ordering the waiter to bring wine.

The waiter quickly brought over the wine and dishes, and Nangong Yifeng warmly greeted the assassin leader.

"Come on, drink up! I haven't had such a pleasant drinking experience in ages!"

Seeing that Nangong Yifeng seemed to genuinely just want to drink, the assassin leader suspiciously took the cup and drank.

After a few rounds of drinks, the assassin leader's face gradually turned red.

Seeing that the time was right, Nangong Yifeng began to slowly extract information from the conversation.

“Actually, life isn’t easy for us princes either,” he sighed, a hint of sadness in his eyes.

The assassin leader looked at Nangong Yifeng with hazy, drunken eyes, without saying a word.

Nangong Yifeng continued, "Being monitored all day long, besides having to guard against external enemies, you also have to worry about whether your own brothers will stab you in the back. It's truly unsettling."

His voice was choked with emotion, as if he were truly expressing the bitterness in his heart.

"You guys are so lucky! As long as you complete the tasks assigned by above, the rest of the time is yours to do."

The assassin leader suddenly laughed, his tone laced with sarcasm: "Tch, you think we're having an easy time?"

Nangong Yifeng's heart skipped a beat, and he feigned surprise, asking, "What, you guys are here too...?"

The assassin leader took a large gulp of wine and said with a wry smile, "What good days are there for spies? We live on the edge, risking our lives. If we're lucky, we might escape; if we're unlucky, we might lose our heads tonight."

Nangong Yifeng poured another glass of wine and handed it over, saying, "It can't be that bad! Your missions seem pretty safe to me!"

The assassin leader picked up his glass and downed it in one gulp. "It looks safe, but in reality, we still have to be on call at any time."

"If something happens to you, the higher-ups will definitely protect you, right?"

"Protect them my ass! If something really happens, the higher-ups will be running faster than us. We're just small fry, while they're powerful figures in the Primordial Kingdom. Their news will get to them faster than ours."

The assassin leader was already quite drunk, and his words were fragmented and incoherent.

When Nangong Yifeng heard the word "powerful and influential," his heart skipped a beat. He hadn't expected that the people of Nanzhao Kingdom had extended their reach so far.

Previously, Nangong Yifeng had only made a guess, but now it seems that it can be confirmed.

Seeing that the wine in his cup was finished, the assassin leader pushed the cup toward Nangong Yifeng, signaling him to pour more wine.

"Life isn't easy for any of us!"

Nangong Yifeng pretended to be drunk, put on a sympathetic expression, and said, "It seems we're all pitiful."

The assassin leader, feeling increasingly drunk, began to launch into a long, rambling complaint.

“You know what? We’re afraid of getting caught every day,” he said, fear evident in his eyes.

Nangong Yifeng listened attentively, nodding occasionally to show his understanding.

"The scariest thing is that we don't even know who our real masters are. We only know that they are high-ranking officials. They say that the lives of the powerful and wealthy are more important than ours," the assassin leader continued.

Nangong Yifeng remained expressionless.

"Aren't you serving the Nanzhao Kingdom?" Nangong Yifeng asked tentatively.

The assassin leader shook his head, slurring, "Who knows? Maybe, maybe not."

A glint of light flashed in Nangong Yifeng's eyes as he pressed on, "What does this mean?"

The assassin leader waved his hand and said, "I can't say. I'll die if I do."

At this moment, the assassin leader's men walked towards them.

Seeing this, Nangong Yifeng immediately changed the subject, pretended to be drunk, and raised his wine glass.

"Come on, brothers, you guys drink too."

One of his men took Nangong Yifeng's cup. "Young Master, you're drunk. Let me help you to rest!"

Before I knew it, it had darkened.

The assassin leader was so drunk he was unconscious, and his men helped him back to his room.

Nangong Yifeng returned to his room and immediately took out paper and pen.

He wrote down all the information he had extracted that day, his mind filled with a myriad of thoughts.

Seeing this, Liuli asked softly, "Young Master, have you found out anything?"

Nangong Yifeng nodded and said in a low voice, "Some unexpected discoveries."

He sealed the letter he had written and handed it to Liuli.

"Find an opportunity to send this out tomorrow," he instructed.

Liuli nodded solemnly and carefully hid the letter.

The next morning, after getting up, Nangong Yifeng pretended to want to eat some snacks.

He said to the assassin leader, "I'd like to eat some snacks from my hometown. Could you ask Liuli to go out and buy some?"

The assassin leader frowned and said, "No, it's too dangerous."

Nangong Yifeng feigned disappointment and sighed. "I thought that after yesterday's long talk, we were practically brothers, but it seems even this small wish of mine can't be fulfilled. Never mind."

Seeing this, the assassin leader felt a pang of pity. "If you really want some, young master, you can buy some yourself, but it might not be safe for Miss Xiao Cui to go alone."

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Nangong Yifeng said, "How about having your men accompany her?"

Nangong Yifeng's tone was pleading, and his eyes revealed sincerity.

After a moment's thought, the assassin leader finally nodded in agreement.

Liuli left the inn with two assassins, clutching the note given to her by Nangong Yifeng tightly in her hand.